Fate never forgives anyone.
It is the harshest judge and the coldest observer.
Watching her child start to learn to walk on his own, standing in the corridor, Faye watched this child, who was beginning to get familiar with the world. His face was full of delight as he smelled the flowers, chased butterflies, and was curious about the light and shadows caused by the sunlight passing through the treetops.
"Madam, your child has an exceptionally strong blessing gift, a power visible to the naked eye." Watching the healing effects around the area caused by the child's mere breath as he walked, the old bishop of the Harvest Church congratulated Faye with admiration.
Faye nodded with a smile.
This was actually not worth congratulating for; the child she had with Malin only had the gift of the Blessing Spell, which meant he... actually had no ability to protect himself.
